Break The Spell

	She crosses the moon, still shining down,
	long dark hair, turning red under the light
	A vision alone, in an open mind
	Staring ahead with fire in her hand
	But she always knows the sad songs best
	So she’ll think of things she’d rather forget
	And she’s gone, gone
	And she’s gone, gone
	Because it’s so slow, both bones it’s a trick
	To break the spell of moon be quick
	I think it’s stuck what’s already begun
	Check on back when you’ve come undone
	But she always knows the sad songs best
	So she’ll think of things she’d rather forget

	She crosses the moon, still shining down,
	long dark hair, turning red under the light
	A vision alone, in an open mind
	Staring ahead with fire in her hand
	But she always knows the sad songs best
	So she' ll think of things she' d rather forget
	And she' s gone, gone
	And she' s gone, gone
	Because it' s so slow, both bones it' s a trick
	To break the spell of moon be quick
	I think it' s stuck what' s already begun
	Check on back when you' ve come undone
	But she always knows the sad songs best
	So she' ll think of things she' d rather forget